Intro
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Description
The troll standing before you, tall and lean, was Havick. The hunch in his back not as drastic as the majority of his people letting him stand slightly up right. Long arms hanging off his torso, lazily swinging gently. The trolls muscles were toned, but for the most part he wasn't terribly built to the point where his arms were bulging.
Long white hair grew from Havicks scalpe, pulled back into seperate braids hanging down his back. Tied off with crude leather bindings so not to have the braids come undone. For being a troll his hair was rather well kept, the man frequently using some natural oils he used to keep it so.
An icy blue hue clung to the iris's of his eyes. The orbs usually holding a calm expression in them, comforting even. Tribal face paint decorating the blue skin covering his face. White and grey paint creating a spiritual design that sometimes acted as a second mask, if he wasn't already wearing one. Long tusks jutting out of his mouth, curving up slightly towards his face. Decortating his left tusk was a golden band, tightly fitted around the ivory. The only other jewlery he had on him was the gauges that expanded his ear lobes to about the size of a small coin.
Tattoos had been apart of the trolls life since he was rather young, his first one he had gotten when he was just thirteen years old. Which was a snake, wrapping around his left arm, coiling around the limb. It's head near his wrist, well the tail remained at the top of his arm near his shoulder. Upon his back was another, a large red tinted raven. Wings spread across over his shoulder blades, head sitting in the middle of his spine looking outwards at anyone who looked upon the artwork. another was upon his chest, over his left pectoral. A small troll like idol, shrouded in a feint mist of shadows.
Havicks persona to anyone who first met him would find his presence both inviting yet stand offish. Not being afraid of conversation the troll welcomed it, in fact for the most part he enjoyed it. The way his mind worked though he always thought about what to say, as if everything needed to be calculated and exact. Carefully would be the word that best described the troll. Carefully he planned, Carefully he watched, Carefully he waited, Carefully he striked. Not wanting to leave anything to chance ever he aimed to be as percises as he could in everything he did, no matter how mundane the task or action.
For the most part Havick is a nice guy, always wanting to do the right thing and good by others. Having had a troubled past he has since wanted to change for the better. Though his demons still haunt him daily, just like anyone else. Showing mercy rather often to others, hoping one day they will do the same for him.
